World of Warcraft - Against the Razormanes... Pt. 1
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Rikandur Azebol
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Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.
Goblin scrathed his ear, grinning and massaging his ribs that were all sore, as well as his bite wound were still very fresh. He stared at Celia and shaked his shoulders, before responding to troll.
"I think that our compatriots and neighbourns deserve to know who will raid them in nearby future. I mean, they expect big Razormane raid. Not swarm of undying. And I hope Talos is back from whatever forced him to leave, we migh need his might with us. You're right, Snarrek."
Then he turned to Green Witch and smiled mischiefvously.
"Oneday we shall play chess, miss. Feel invited to visit my smithy if You need anythig ... och, and bring gold if You want to buy something. Real, not leaves turned into it by sorcery. Thank You for Your hospitality, and watch bird ... it seems to ate too much, it's belly will be sore. Let's go back home, guys !"
Goblin scrathed his ear, grinning and massaging his ribs that were all sore, as well as his bite wound were still very fresh. He stared at Celia and shaked his shoulders, before responding to troll.
"I think that our compatriots and neighbourns deserve to know who will raid them in nearby future. I mean, they expect big Razormane raid. Not swarm of undying. And I hope Talos is back from whatever forced him to leave, we migh need his might with us. You're right, Snarrek."
Then he turned to Green Witch and smiled mischiefvously.
"Oneday we shall play chess, miss. Feel invited to visit my smithy if You need anythig ... och, and bring gold if You want to buy something. Real, not leaves turned into it by sorcery. Thank You for Your hospitality, and watch bird ... it seems to ate too much, it's belly will be sore. Let's go back home, guys !"
Festy_Dog
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Garrak thanks the Green Witch, paying her much respect for the food and wisdom she gave freely.
"Much work has been lain down before us. You could almost say we were being tested, in anticipation of greater things to come," he says to his colleagues, preapring for the trek back.
"And Lady Celia, I don't take offense to being called a 'creature' or 'monster' or whatever, I just thought it was amusing to point out. Doesn't seem much different to me calling you a squishy pink-skin anyway," he explains to the paladin with a chuckle.
"Much work has been lain down before us. You could almost say we were being tested, in anticipation of greater things to come," he says to his colleagues, preapring for the trek back.
"And Lady Celia, I don't take offense to being called a 'creature' or 'monster' or whatever, I just thought it was amusing to point out. Doesn't seem much different to me calling you a squishy pink-skin anyway," he explains to the paladin with a chuckle.
Nodding his head and trusting that all will be revealed to him in its own time, Greyhorn speaks softly once more to the spirit guide.
"I shall leave at once for the Barrens. May the gaze of the ancestors guide my steps until I see you again."
Rising from the stone, Greyhorn leaves the clearing and begins heading towards the Barrens, as well as his destiny.
"I shall leave at once for the Barrens. May the gaze of the ancestors guide my steps until I see you again."
Rising from the stone, Greyhorn leaves the clearing and begins heading towards the Barrens, as well as his destiny.
Rikandur Azebol
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Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.
"Pearls ? So we lost him ... last time he went, he was out for month."
"Pearls ? So we lost him ... last time he went, he was out for month."
Evil Ujio
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The Green Witch listens and replies, “Do as you please, but hurry. I will do what I can to fight the undead menace, hurry back to your village. But heed my warning there are those that will betray, and those that will need your aid to bring them back from the darkness. Of course my familiar could reach the village faster then any of you… and she is at your disposal if need be.”
Evil Ujio
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Three days have passed…Verbatim said:
Greyhorn is approaching the edge of Mulgore as the land turns from the lush green plains and giving way to the sun parched savannah of the Barrens. As he continues along the path he sees a caravan of orcs making their way towards the Barrens as well, mighty kodos pulling large wagons of food stuffs and trade goods.
Overhead an eagle screeches as it soars through the sky.
